Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green
Here we come a wand'ring
So fair to be seen.

Chorus

Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year

We are not daily beggars
Who beg from door to door
But we are neighbor's children
Whom you have seen before

Chorus

We have a little purse
Made of ratching leather skin
We want some of your small change
To line it well within

Chorus

God bless the Master of this house
Likewise the Mistress too
And all the little children
That round the table go